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fredag 10 maj 2013

A white vail occasion

This story
starts on a cold January day when I first heard that she wanted a tailored
dress… So I started working, and I worked and I worked. This was the first wedding
dress I maid. I’ve maid dresses of different verities but nothing like this and
I thought a challenge would be good for me. But when things started going
downhill I didn’t know how to handle it so I did what every girl does best. I cried.
I talked to my mother and father and my best friend. And I cried some more. My
mom even made a little matching “flower girl” dress.

To make a
very long story short, my costumer kindly declined the dress and here I stand
with a wedding dress with no bride.

But anyway,
I pulled myself together and finished the dress and I put up two ads for it so
hopefully I will eventually sell it for my own good.

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True Beauty

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